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Preston Garvey "Girl, I don't know who you are, but your timing's impeccable. Preston Garvey, Commonwealth Minutemen."

Rhodane "Minutemen? So now I'm traveling backward in time?"

Preston Garvey "Protect the people at a minute's notice. That was the idea. So I joined up, wanted to make a difference. And I did, but... things fell apart. Now it looks like I'm the last Minuteman left standing."

Rhodane "The world's changed so much. None of this makes sense."

Preston Garvey "You all right? Listen. We need your help. And then maybe we can help you, huh? What brought you out here?"

Rhodane "My baby Shaun's been kidnapped. He's not even a year old."

Preston Garvey "That's messed up. I'm sorry. I know how this world can be. A month ago, there were twenty of us. Yesterday, there were eight. Now, we're five. First, it was the ghouls in Lexington, and now this mess."

Rhodane "Ghouls? What are ghouls?"

Preston Garvey "Wow. You really aren't from around here, are you? Ghouls are... irradiated people. Most are just like you and me. They look pretty messed up, and live for a long time, but they're still just people. The ones I'm talkin' about are different. The radiation's rotted their brains, made them feral. They'll rip you apart, just as soon as look at you. Anyway, we figured Concord would be a safe place to settle. Those raiders proved us wrong, But... well, we do have one idea."

Rhodane "One good idea can make all the difference."

Preston Garvey "Sturges? Tell her."

Sturges "There's a crashed vertibird up on the roof. Old school. Pre-war. You might've seen it. Well, looks like one of its passengers left behind a seriously sweet goody. We're talkin' a full suit of cherry T-45 power armor. Military issue."

Rhodane "What makes that power armor so special?"

Sturges "A West Tek internalized servo system, that's what. Inside that baby, super is the new normal. You'll be stronger, tougher, resistant to rads, and... get the suit, you can rip the minigun right of the vertibird. Do that, and those raiders'll get an express ticket to hell. You dig?"

Rhodane "And I can use the minigun like a rifle?"

Sturges "Don't see why not. It'll have a manual trigger. Just aim it at the bad guys, and do the ol' spray and pray. Now, as for the armor... it's outta juice. Probably has been for a hundred years. It can be powered up again, but we're a bit stuck..."

Rhodane I'll help if I can."

Preston Garvey "What you need is an old pre-war F.C., a standardized fusion core. Your high-grade. long-term nuclear battery. Used by the military and some companies, way back when. And we know right where to find one..."

Sturges "But we can't get to the damn thing. It's down in the basement, locked behind a security gate. Look.... I fix stuff. I tinker. Bypassin' security ain't exactly my forte. You could give it a shot."

Rhodane "Actually, I already grabbed the fusion core. We're set."

Preston Garvey "Well, all right. Maybe out luck's finally turnin' around. Once you jack the core into the power armor and grab that minigun, those raiders'll know they picked the wrong fight. Good luck."

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Preston Garvey "Girl, I don't know who you are, but your timing's impeccable. Preston Garvey, Commonwealth Minutemen."

Rhodane "Minutemen? So now I'm traveling backward in time?"

Preston Garvey "Protect the people at a minute's notice. That was the idea. So I joined up, wanted to make a difference. And I did, but... things fell apart. Now it looks like I'm the last Minuteman left standing."

Rhodane "The world's changed so much. None of this makes sense."

Preston Garvey "You all right? Listen. We need your help. And then maybe we can help you, huh? What brought you out here?"

Rhodane "My baby Shaun's been kidnapped. He's not even a year old."

Preston Garvey "That's messed up. I'm sorry. I know how this world can be. A month ago, there were twenty of us. Yesterday, there were eight. Now, we're five. First, it was the ghouls in Lexington, and now this mess."

Rhodane "Ghouls? What are ghouls?"

Preston Garvey "Wow. You really aren't from around here, are you? Ghouls are... irradiated people. Most are just like you and me. They look pretty messed up, and live for a long time, but they're still just people. The ones I'm talkin' about are different. The radiation's rotted their brains, made them feral. They'll rip you apart, just as soon as look at you. Anyway, we figured Concord would be a safe place to settle. Those raiders proved us wrong, But... well, we do have one idea."

Rhodane "One good idea can make all the difference."

Preston Garvey "Sturges? Tell her."

Sturges "There's a crashed vertibird up on the roof. Old school. Pre-war. You might've seen it. Well, looks like one of its passengers left behind a seriously sweet goody. We're talkin' a full suit of cherry T-45 power armor. Military issue."

Rhodane "What makes that power armor so special?"

Sturges "A West Tek internalized servo system, that's what. Inside that baby, super is the new normal. You'll be stronger, tougher, resistant to rads, and... get the suit, you can rip the minigun right of the vertibird. Do that, and those raiders'll get an express ticket to hell. You dig?"

Rhodane "And I can use the minigun like a rifle?"

Sturges "Don't see why not. It'll have a manual trigger. Just aim it at the bad guys, and do the ol' spray and pray. Now, as for the armor... it's outta juice. Probably has been for a hundred years. It can be powered up again, but we're a bit stuck..."

Rhodane I'll help if I can."

Preston Garvey "What you need is an old pre-war F.C., a standardized fusion core. Your high-grade. long-term nuclear battery. Used by the military and some companies, way back when. And we know right where to find one..."

Sturges "But we can't get to the damn thing. It's down in the basement, locked behind a security gate. Look.... I fix stuff. I tinker. Bypassin' security ain't exactly my forte. You could give it a shot."

Rhodane "Actually, I already grabbed the fusion core. We're set."

Preston Garvey "Well, all right. Maybe out luck's finally turnin' around. Once you jack the core into the power armor and grab that minigun, those raiders'll know they picked the wrong fight. Good luck."